Renaissance

This movie… I can’t tell whether I like the story, but the visuals are absolutely stunning.

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In a bar in downtown hell

I spent Christmas Eve and Day with the sibs that live in NYC. It was a holiday of unexpected fun. We bought a hodgepodge of food and beer from Whole Paycheck, went to my brother’s apartment, ate, drank and watched I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry. The food was surprisingly good, the beer unsurprisingly strong, and the movie surprisingly funny. In any case, a good old fashioned new age Jewish Christmas.

The next night, we went to dinner. On the way, my sister and her friend were discussing bars from Berlin. The bar names were all related to breakups. At which point we started talking about a future bar we would call “It’s Not You, It’s Me.” My brilliant addition? 2 for 1 drink specials for the recently dumped. The catch? You gotta give the second drink to someone else. Anyhow good times.

Also, good music? Paramore’s “Misery Business” and Boys Like Girls’ “Hero/Heroine.” Also, Bad Religion’s”Honest Goodbye.”


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Gusterrific

I bet they’ve never heard that one before. Anyhow, it was a really good show. Really really good. So good, I wonder why I don’t go to concerts more often. I’m not going to talk about the opener cause I’ve nothing good to say about him. But Guster, whoa buddy. They were awesome. Last time I saw Guster, we trekked from Seattle to Vancouver to see them play. In front of 45 people. Maybe. This was a different experience. 1,000 fans packed into the 9:30 Club (I only say 1,000 cause I asked a bartender what capacity was, and that was his response. Your mileage may vary). It was almost 999 cause I had some problems trying to get rid of my ticket, but it all worked out in the end as a coworker of mine decided that he, like me, didn’t get out enough.

So the show: a little of the old stuff, a little of the new stuff, some disco ball, and of course, so cow bell. By far the most interesting encore I’ve ever seen, as they started the crowd off on Two Points for Honesty and then left the stage, only to come back after we had gotten through the first verse. They finished off with an an unplugged Jesus on the Radio, which I had seen once before (in Vancouver), but it’s a bit different when 1,000 people shut up and not just you and your group of 10 friends.

I’m spent. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. Which means it’s time for a shower and then bed, and then a new day tomorrow where it’s pretty much like today, only with two workouts instead of one.

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We’re not sentimental we’re just oil filled machines

Via Slashdot: This is incredible.

More here.


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I think I first heard about this on The West Wing.

An interesting story from Aviation Week & Space Technology:

U.S. intelligence agencies may have quietly mothballed a highly classified two-stage-to-orbit spaceplane system designed in the 1980s for reconnaissance, satellite-insertion and, possibly, weapons delivery. It could be a victim of shrinking federal budgets strained by war costs, or it may not have met performance or operational goals.

Now, it combines a few of my favorite things.

  1. Perhaps the coolest plane ever (Images of the accident available).
  2. Space.
  3. Things going really really fast.

There’s another thing to note here. The fallacy of the space program as it stands now is that everything must be launched at the same time. Perhaps it would be really difficult to get crew and cargo to meet up in space, but there are a lot of smart people who I’m sure could figure this out (if it is indeed hard, but I’m skeptical). I’ve always thought that if we could put little fuel, food and O2 containers into space, we could make the trip to mars a lot easier (just launch the crew and their module, and keep resupplying it on the way). Of course, it’s probably a logistical nightmare.
Anyhow, we might eventually find out about all of this. Maybe there was a space plane, maybe there still is a space plane, and maybe it’ll get used and improved to the point where it can be used for civilian purposes.

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I’m sure the Mossad have some treacherous intentions.

Because, you know, the physical threat of container ships is really tiny:

WASHINGTON – The same Bush administration review panel that approved a ports deal involving the United Arab Emirates has notified a leading Israeli software company that it faces a rare, full-blown investigation over its plans to buy a smaller rival.

Now, granted, we sold Israel F-16s, and somehow plans for those made their way to China. But even so, Israel has some great technical minds.

But there’s the another factor. This technology could have been developed in Israel in the first place. Or Germany. Or Russia. Or China. Or any other number of places. Now, the fact that it was developed in the US (yay us) is great, but it doesn’t really change all that much. It’s not as though we can relocate our ports to Dubai, and have all the shipping still come to Philadelphia, New York, etc. We don’t want to use security software developed somewhere else? Well, fine, but the really important software they care about? The one that’s really raising all the stink? Oh, it’s open source.


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You can’t make this up

The Onion would be hardpressed to come up with something this funny.

A family from Charlotte, North Carolina, is currently engaged in a stand-off with the local utilities company over who is responsible for cleaning up the aftermath of a toilet explosion which has forced them from their home.

Mum Marilyn Colon told local news outfit WCNC.com: “We heard a thump…”

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Yale Still Sucks

The Real World meets The O.C.

The object of America’s affection, Iraq, is Marissa Cooper. For a while, Iraq was stable, at least on the surface. But once she was penetrated by America, everything exploded. Now Iraq is a complete whack job, making everyone and everything around her unstable. She feels that her mom, France, didn’t do enough to protect her. The only person who has been by her side this whole time is America, although he is fed up with her antics.

The whole thing is pretty funny.

via Sid.

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I want to sink slowly without getting wet

Apostropher, God of the Weird, points out a new technology

This is oh so cool.

Company researchers have come up with a way to process a common polymer so that it repels fluid, even drops of honey roll right off. The resulting property is called “superhydrophobicity” — or extreme repelling of water-based fluids — beyond even that of a freshly waxed car. While several existing engineered materials behave this way, the GE accomplishment is noteworthy because it was done with an inexpensive plastic, GE’s Lexan, that’s normally “hydrophilic,” meaning water spreads out on contact, not something that’s “hydrophobic” to start with, such as Teflon or silicone-based materials. These latter materials are far more expensive compared with Lexan, a ubiquitous thermoplastic used in products ranging from CDs and DVDs to automotive headlamps, food storage containers, and common household appliances.

I can see some really cool applications. Anything that is made of laminate or plastic? It’s could be a lot easier to clean (and a lot more slippery). Hell, maybe this is what ice is made out of.


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Turns out one is the loneliest number.

It’s not you, it’s you.

Research indicates that prolactin increases following orgasm are involved in a feedback loop that serves to decrease arousal through inhibitory central dopaminergic and probably peripheral processes. The magnitude of post-orgasmic prolactin increase is thus a neurohormonal index of sexual satiety. Using data from three studies of men and women engaging in masturbation or penile–vaginal intercourse to orgasm in the laboratory, we report that for both sexes (adjusted for prolactin changes in a non-sexual control condition), the magnitude of prolactin increase following intercourse is 400% greater than that following masturbation. The results are interpreted as an indication of intercourse being more physiologically satisfying than masturbation, and discussed in light of prior research reporting greater physiological and psychological benefits associated with coitus than with any other sexual activities.

And the Register has my new favorite euhpemism. Also note The Reg’s headline, which makes it seem as though both are bad things. I would change “worse than” to “not as great as.” But that’s just me.

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